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Originally Posted by pshrynk
Granted, it is, instead, organized by a couple of smart wool socks, who get them to go on strike and you end up trying to explain to your neighbors why there is a picket line of your underwear and suspenders walking around in front of your building, carrying signs that say, "Unfair!" and "Free Our Crotches!"
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Well, I suppose it is better than trying to explain to one's other half about llamas, pandaborgs, election campaigns and evil jedi ninja squirrels.
And at least my striking underwear picket line is keeping the squirrels away from spying on me.
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Originally Posted by pshrynk
I wish I could get that image out of my head.
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Granted. Sadly it is now replaced with an image of the squirrels wearing underwear and what I call suspenders. In a moment of unguarded confession, you mention this image to a colleague.... You now have several extra appointments with professional colleagues lined up.
I wish the squirrels would stop spying on me.